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Sunday, January 06, 2008

More Aptly Stated

Than I Could, in C.S. Lewis' The Four Loves, which I am about to conclude presently.

Love has been communicated through prose, poetry, letters, plays, mythology, and songs through the centuries since time itself began. True love however, has become attenuated, adulterated and misconceived through these very mediums in their over-emphasis of love divorced from any other ideal and worshiped idolatrously alone. "Symptomatic of this” Lewis writes, "perhaps, is the odiousness of nearly all those treacly tunes and saccharine poems in which popular art expresses Affection. They are odious because of their falsity. They represent as a ready-made recipe for bliss (and even for goodness) what is in fact only an opportunity. There is no hint that we shall have to do anything: only let Affection pour over us like a warm shower-bath and all, it is implied, will be well."

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